I should warn you: this story is slightly darker than the first one. There will be a lot character deaths and some torture in this fic, so be prepared.

Warning: non-demonic character death

"Blaine, calm down" Sam said in concern.

Blaine didn't listen. He hadn't listened since the moment he had seen Kurt disappearing in the black hole. Once he had stopped crying, he had started getting ready to go after Kurt and kill whoever had taken him. The apartment looked like a gun shop, Blaine had taken out every possible weapon he had. The others had stayed back away him, knowing well how dangerous Blaine could be in that state.

"I'm going to find him and the demon who took him" Blaine said quietly and checked if he had enough bullets.

"We don't even know who took him!" Sam said.

Blaine growled in frustration and kicked the leg of the coffee table. In the next second, a thin line of ice-like material shot out of his hand towards Sam, who had to jump away from the attack.

"Dude, calm down!" Sam shouted from where he was lying on the ground.

"He's right, Blaine" Puck said. "We don't know who took him, we can't go after him."

"I will just catch the first fucking demon I can find and force them to tell me what I want" Blaine replied, grabbing a book to check some spells he would need.

"It's not that simple" Puck said, jumping away from the next attack of Blaine. "Would you stop this? We want to help you!"

"Somebody kidnapped my fiancé! What do you expect me to do? Should I sit down and wait for them to kill Kurt?" Blaine shouted.

"Of course not" Puck answered. "But we have to find out what we have to deal with."

"It's a demon" Blaine said simply.

"No shit, Sherlock" Puck said and rolled his eyes. "But we don't know what kind of demon it is or what they want from Porcelain."

"I will find out soon" Blaine said and walked to the door.

"This is crazy!" Sam said and rushed to the door, blocking Blaine's way.

"Get out of the way, Sam" Blaine growled.

"No. I won't let you go out there alone when we don't even know what we're dealing with" Sam replied."

"I said get out of my way" Blaine said dangerously, his hands glowing again.

"Would you stop this? We're here to help you!" Puck said and joined Sam at the door.

Blaine didn't have time to respond as somebody knocked on the door. The three man turned towards it, and Blaine formed a knife in his hand, ready for everything that could be waiting for them outside of the apartment.

"Be prepared. It can be a demon" Blaine whispered.

"Yeah, because demons knock before they attack us, right?" Puck muttered.

Blaine gave him a pointed look and stepped to the door to open it. He found himself face to face with a tall, friendly looking man, who smiled at him when he opened the door.

"Hey!" he greeted Blaine. "You're Blaine Anderson, right?"

Blaine held up the knife behind his back but Puck twisted it out of his hand quickly.

"He is" Puck said as he stepped to Blaine. "And you are..."

"Finn Hudson" the man said quickly. "From NYPD."

"The police?" Blaine asked with wide eyes.

"Yes" Finn nodded but didn't look into Blaine's eyes as he showed them his badge quickly. "We need to talk. Can I come in?"

Blaine looked behind him in desperation. He knew that the apartment was full with weapons and occult books, he couldn't let the officer see it. But he couldn't send him away, either. Weird.

To his surprise, as he peeked into the living room, he saw his things disappeared. There were no weapons or anything else out of order.

"Of course" Blaine nodded and stepped back to give Finn enough space.

The man stepped inside and smiled at Puck and Sam.

"Your friends?" he asked.

"Yes" Blaine nodded and followed the officer into the living room. "Could you tell me what you're searching for?"

Finn blushed, looking around awkwardly. He turned away from the men and started touching things in the living room.

"One of your neighbours called us" Finn said. "They said they heard weird noises and screaming coming from here and asked for our help."

"And you came here alone?" Blaine asked with a raised eyebrow. Something wasn't right with this man.

"My partner's waiting outside" Finn said with a stern look. "I can call him if you want to talk to him, too."

"It's not that important" Blaine replied. "As you can see, everything is fine. So if you could excuse me..."

"Where's your fiancé?" Finn asked suddenly. "I would like to talk to him."

"He isn't here" Blaine said.

Finn nodded and went to the bedroom door. He touched the doorframe and closed his eyes for a minute.

"Look, we're really busy now, so if there's nothing else you want to talk about..." Blaine started but Finn waved him down.

"No, I think we're fine for now" Finn said. "Although I would like to get a call from you if something is wrong."

"Of course" Blaine said as he took the business card from Finn.

"I mean it, Blaine" Finn said. "Even if you think I wouldn't believe you. I've seen... interesting things. I wouldn't be surprised."

"What do you mean?" Puck asked from where he and Sam were standing in the corner, but Finn didn't listen to him.

"Call me" he said once again and stepped out of the apartment.

Blaine rushed after him in a blink but as he reached the corridor, he found noone there.

"That was weird" Sam muttered from behind him.

"Yeah. We should have stopped him and asked more about the „interesting" things. He's definitely a bad guy" Puck frowned.

"I don't know..." Blaine muttered. "I-I know it sounds weird but it felt like we could trust him. That he knows more about us than he let us know, but he doesn't want to use it against us."

"You're not serious, right?" Puck asked with wide eyes.

"I am" Blaine replied and looked down at the card in his hand. "Either way, we don't know where to find Kurt. And if we don't find a lead... we have to call this Finn guy."

~ o ~

Finn stepped out of the apartment and disappeared in a blink. As he reappeared, he was on the other side of the city, in a deserted park.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?"

Finn turned around the see the voice's owner and he shook his head as he saw the angry man standing only feets away from him.

"I'm happy to see you too, Elliott" Finn said.

"Why have you gone there alone? They could have killed you!" Elliott thundered.

"Come on, they aren't strong enough to hurt us" Finn smiled.

"You still shouldn't have gone there! We want them to trust us, not scare them away!" Elliott shouted.

"What did you expect me to do?" Finn asked angrily. "The demon took Kurt and we didn't stopped her!"

"It's not our fault, you know" Elliott muttered, looking down.

"It is" Finn disagreed. "It was our job to protect him and we couldn't. God, he was so scared."

Finn sighed and sat down onto an old bench.

"Don't blame yourself. You would have gotten yourself killed, but you couldn't have stopped her" Elliott said and sat down beside Finn. "Are you sure it was her?"

Finn nodded.

"I checked the apartment. It was definitely her. But what should we do now?" he asked.

"Did you leave them your number?" Elliott asked.

"Of course, but I don't think they would call me" Finn answered.

"They will. They won't find her without us" Elliott said reassuringly. "Come on! After this day, I think we both deserve a drink."

"Seriously?" Finn asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, there's a chance that they would screw it up and get all of us killed. I don't want to die without getting drunk once" Elliott said.

"I will never understand why they sent you to help me" Finn sighed but stood up and stepped to the other man before they both disappeared.

~ o ~

"You're not serious, right?" Sam asked in disbelief.

After Finn had disappeared, they started working on a searching spell to find Kurt but they didn't find anything. They went through their books and tried a few other spells. Nothing worked. Puck and Sam were still against the idea of calling the mysterious man because they didn't know if they could trust him, so Blaine came up with another plan.

"Dude, these fortune tellers aren't real witches or seers. They can't help us" Puck said, looking down at the picture of the „visionary" Blaine had found. "Look at this woman, she's crazy. You can tell it from just one look."

"It says that she's capable of having visions with the help of an object. She could help us" Blaine reasoned.

"It also says that she can tell the future from tea cups and crystals" Puck read. "I don't think she's a real seer."

"We need help!" Blaine shouted and threw a book across the room. "Kurt's in trouble, he could be dead already. We have to start somewhere!"

"Okay, okay, calm down" Puck said and held up his hands.

"Look, if Blaine thinks she could help... Let's give it a try" Sam suggested.

Puck looked at him for a long moment but in the end, he nodded.

"Fine" he sighed. "Let's see if she can tell us where Kurt is... from her tea leaves or anything."

"Thank you" Blaine said and grabbed his phone to call the number.

~ o ~

The three men got out of the car and looked around in concern. It was one of the worst area of the city, with dark, dirty streets and too much criminals. The house in front of them was old and seemed deserted.

"Are you sure she didn't give you the wrong address?" Puck asked and grimanced as he saw a rat running through the street.

"I don't think so" Blaine said and walked up to the house.

Before he could reach the front door, it swang open, revealing a young woman. She was tall and slim, with long blond hair and bright blue eyes. But her clothes were old fashioned and dirty that made Blaine step back.

"Blaine Anderson, right? I saw you coming" the blond said.

"He called you only an hour ago" Puck muttered.

The woman smiled at them and stepped forward.

"Brittany S. Pierce" she said, holdig out her right hand towards Blaine.

"Britney Spears?" Sam aske in awe.

"No, it's Brittany" the woman laughed. "Although I dream about her a lot. I think we're soulmates."

"Of course" Puck said, rolling his eyes.

"We should go inside and talk" Blaine said hastily. He still believed that Brittany could help them and didn't want her to send them away.

"Of course" Brittany said happily and ran back to the door.

Blaine followed her, hoping that his friends would join them soon. Brittany led them into a small, dark room and Blaine grimanced. The smell in that room was awful, probably from the candles and the fat cat sitting on the couch.

"Sit down" Brittany said as she flopped down onto her chair, motioning towards the couch and the other two chairs in the room.

"Thank you" Blaine said and sat down onto one of the chairs. Puck stepped to the other one quickly, leaving Sam the seat beside the cat.

"Are you aware of your cat reading A Brief History of Time?" Sam asked and he grabbed the book. The cat started meowing immediately.

"Would you give it back to him? Lord Tubbington doesn't like when somebody bothers him in his reading hour" Brittany said.

"Cats can't read" Puck said.

"Lord Tubbington is physicist, cursed to live in the body of a cat" Brittany said seriously.

"Okay, this girl is crazy" Puck whispered into Blaine's ear.

"Maybe you think I'm crazy but I'm not" Brittany said and stepped to Sam to get he book out of his hand and give it back to Lord Tubbington. "I'm the reincarnation of the great Pithea."

"You mean Pythia?" Blaine asked.

"That's exactly what I said" Brittany said.

"Okay, let's say I believe you" Blaine pressed out, although he wasn't sure coming here was a good idea. "Can you help us?"

"You haven't told me what you want to know" Brittany said.

"God, you said you're a seer! What's so hard?" Puck asked angrily.

"It doesn't work this way. I need some time to relax, then light some candles, murmur spells... IT-it's not even sure it would work" Brittany said.

"Look, crazy chick, we're dealing with some really dangerous stuff and if you can't help us, you're just wasting our time!" Puck shouted.

"Puck, calm down, you're scaring her" Blaine said quietly, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder as he turned back to Brittany. "Look, Brittany. Our friend is in trouble and we have to find him. So if you can't help us... just tell me."

"I thought you were just like my usual clients" Brittany sighed and buried her head into his hands. "You know, reading from cards, saying a few general stuff. But-but I don't want to do something more serious. I did it once and it was scary."

Blaine didn't know if he should shout at the woman or hug her. He could see she was sorry but it didn't help them.

"Thank you, Brittany" Blaine said in the end and turned to leave. He was near to tears and he had to get out.

"Don't worry, dude, we will find him" Sam said reassuringly, squeezing Blaine's shoulder.

"Wait!" Brittany called after them. Blaine turned around and went back to her. "I... go to the Public Library, look for Elliott Gilbert. He's the expert of demonology, he could help you."

"Thank you" Blaine smiled.

"And take this" Brittany said and grabbed her necklace, placing it into Blaine's hands. "It's made of jasper, it will protect you from your demons."

Blaine hugged the woman and turned around to leave. They almost reached the front door when they heard Brittany's scream. They turned back quickly and found the woman lying on the floor in her own blood. She screamed again and opened her eyes that caused the men to step away from her in horror. Brittany's eyes were all black and her skin turned dark from all the bloodshots she had gotten in a blink.

"You can't do anything" Brittany said – although the deep voice didn't belong to her. "He's mine now. You won't find him."

"Who are you? What do you want from Kurt?" Blaine asked as he kneeled down beside Brittany.

Sam and Puck stepped to him, ready to intervene if necessary.

Brittany – or the demon in Brittany – smiled, showing her bloody teeth.

"Your time in this world will reach the end soon. You shouldn't come back from the death, Blaine, because this time, I will be the one who ends your life, and you will beg for me to make it fast and painful" the demon smiled. "But I won't. I will kill you and your friends slowly and make your fiancé watch it from the first row."

"Where's Kurt?" Blaine shouted, shaking Brittany's shoulders. The demon inside her laughed.

"See you soon, Chosens."

After that, Brittany screamed again and the men watched with wide eyes as a black cloud came up from her body and in the next blink, it disappeared. Brittany went completely still with her eyes closed. Blaine took her into his arms and shook her gently.

"Brittany?" Blaine asked quietly. The woman didn't move.

"She's dead, Blaine" Puck whispered when he tried to find the woman's pulse but he couldn't.

"No, no, she isn't" Blaine shook his head. "We have to call the ambulance."

"Blaine, there was a demon in her. Do you really think they gave her any chance to survive this?" Sam asked, although he seemed to be as upset as Blaine.

"We can't leave her here!" Blaine shouted and tightened his arms around the dead body. He heard meowing behind him and turned to see the fat cat of Brittany standing beside him, looking at him sadly.

"We have to go. We need to find that Elliott guy before it's too late" Puck said and with the help of Sam, they made Blaine let go of Brittany's body and stand up.

"We still have to call the police or something" Blaine whispered.

"Are you out of your mind? There's no way in hell that they would believe us. We would go to jail and couldn't help Kurt. Do you want an apocalypse?" Puck asked.

"No, I-I..." Blaine stuttered.

"Then let's go" Puck said and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the door.

Sam stayed back, eyeing the cat. He grabbed the phone from the table and put it down beside Lord Tubbington.

"I believe in you" he said. "Call somebody to help you. I would, but I have to save the world. Be a good cat."

Lord Tubbington stepped to Sam and the man was ure the cat smiled at him, as if telling him that everything would be okay.

"And I'm sorry you got cursed" Sam said and stood up, leaving the cat with his dead owner.

~ o ~

Kurt woke up with a headache. He groaned and turned to his side, pressing his hands to his head. The world was spinning and he felt the need to throw up. He opened his eyes slightly and looked around. He was lying in his bed, facing the window, and he could see the sun shining brightly outside.

He groaned again and sat up slowly. He couldn't see Blaine, just a few clothes lying on the floor. He smiled at the memory. They had the most amazing sex the previous night and fell asleep in each others' arms. He looked down at his hand to see the ring – the ring he had gotten from Blaine – on his ring finger. He was so happy.

When the headache seemed to pass, he stood up and went outside. He still couldn't see Blaine but he heard noises coming from the kitchen. He went to the door and smiled, seeing Blaine preparing their breakfast.

"Morning, sunshine" Blaine smiled when he saw him. "Slept well?"

"Yes" Kurt said and went to Blaine to kiss him. "But I have a headache."

"I hope it will go away soon" Blaine said and handed Kurt a plate with eggs.

"What are we going to do today?" Kurt asked. "We should go into the park."

"No!" Blaine said quickly. "We-we should stay home."

"Why? The weather is great, we should..."

Kurt was silenced with a look of Blaine. He felt dizzy again and he had to grab the edge of the table.

"You need to rest" Blaine said gently and stroked Kurt's hair. The man felt weaker again and would have fallen to the ground if Blaine hadn't caught him in time. "See? Let me take care of you. Just close your eyes... and sleep."

Kurt didn't even have strength to nod as he felt his eyes clothing and the darkness surrounding him. His last thought was that something wasn't right with Blaine before he was pulled into darkness.